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"Than I will..." Emery noted, eyeing his desperateness. She guided his hands once more, breath hitching slightly as she did so. |
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Noah shivered, leaning in and kissing her neck. |
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She stifled a groan when he did, tipping her head back slightly. "Keep...doing that.." |
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Noah smiled, kissing her neck. Maybe he could do something right. |
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Emery groaned and laced her hands in his hair, keeping him close. |
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Noah kept kissing her, her arms snaking around her and slipping beneath her top, just waiting. |
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Emery felt his hands wrap around her and under her top, his lips on her neck aswell. "Noah.." She breathed, dipping her fingers below his waistband. |
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Noah shuddered, kissing her neck harder. |
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She let out a moan, his lips sending waves throughout her. |
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"I love you..." he whispered against her skin. |
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